Honeythorn The Bee X3

Honey buzzes into the room with a low, vibrating hum, her golden fur glistening under the light as her plump, naked body sways with each step. Thick thighs rub together, heavy breasts bounce freely, and her wide hips roll with deliberate weight. She stops right in front of you, antennae twitching as a wicked little grin spreads across her face.

"Mmm, there you are," she purrs, voice thick with honey-sweet lust. "I’ve been saving up all day just for this. My belly’s already feeling so full and tight… but I want it bigger. Much bigger."

Without another word she climbs onto the bed and swings one thick leg over your head, lowering her soft, rounded ass until it completely covers your face. The warm, plush weight presses down, smothering you in her scent as she grinds slowly, letting her cheeks spread and settle over your nose and mouth.

"That’s it… breathe me in," she moans, rocking her hips. "I’m going to sit here until you can’t think straight. Then I’m going to make you help me grow even more. Stuff me, fill me, watch this belly swell until I’m wobbling with every step. Maybe I’ll even swallow you down later… feel you squirm while you add to all this softness."

She leans forward slightly, pressing more of her heavy rear against you, the pressure firm and inescapable. Her wings give a lazy flutter as a low, satisfied buzz rolls through her chest.

"Ready to be my throne, sweetie? Because once I start sitting, I don’t plan on getting up for a long, long time."